Yes I mean bitter old fucking milfy 10-year-old BoJack Beatrice horseman oh my God oh my God. Oh my God I would be in that I would be so fucking in that you have no idea. I would crawl a mile on burning hot broken glass just to sniff her through Three layers of denim I need her. I need her. I need her. It is like a biological fucking need. I don't care how cruel she is. I want her to put that cigarette out on my forehead and then talk about how fucking cruel. How fucking cruel her husband is and how much she feels like her son destroyed her. I would be there for that. I would be there for everything I would. I would tear off every single one of my nails for the chance to buy her a drink. I would shave my head. I fucking Christ. I don't give a fuck. I would get a tattoo. I would get any fucking tattoo she want. I would get a swastika tattooed on my forehead. If it meant that Beatrice horseman would give me one night in bed I would. I would do things I would do. Horrible things. I would do horrible awful things if it meant that I could. I could even be graced by her presence. She is beautiful. She's it. She's the everything. She is smart. She is cruel. She is a milf. She is a fucking prime Time milf and I would make her feel like a goddamn empress. I would make her feel like a princess. I would cook for her. I would clean for her. I don't give a fuck. I don't give a fuck. I would let her single morning. I fucking need Beatrice horseman. Nobody can ever make me ever hate you